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2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast  ; 

*Tis  Manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 

And  to  the  weary  Rest.. 

3  Dear  Name!  the  Rock  on  which  I  build, 
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With  boundless  stores  of  grace ; 


4  Jesus,  my  Shepherd,  Brother,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Way,  my  End, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

5  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  Thee  as  Thou  art. 

I’ll  praise  Thee  as  I  ought. 


6  Till  then  I  would  Thy  love  proclaim 
With  every  fleeting  breath ; 

And  may  the  music  of  Thy  Name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

Rev.  John  Newton. 


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2  THE  OLD  HUNDREDTH  L.  M.  Genevan  Psalter. 


2  The  Lord  ye  know  is  God  indeed ; 
Without  our  aid  he  did  us  make  ; 

We  are  His  folk,  He  doth  us  feed  ; 
And  for  His  sheep  he  doth  us  take. 

3  O  enter  then  His  gates  with  praise, 
Approach  with  joy  His  courts  unto ; 


Praise,  laud,  and  bless  His  Name  always, 
For  it  is  seemly  so  to  do. 

4  For  why?  the  Lord  our  God  is  good. 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure ; 

His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood, 

And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 

Rev.  William  Kethe. 


1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 

Let  the  Creator’s  praise  arise  : 

Let  the  Redeemer’s  Name  be  sung, 

Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  Thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 

Eternal  truth  attends  Thy  Word  : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


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Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 

Praise  Him,  all  creatures  here  below  ; 

Praise  Him  above,  ye  heavenly  host : 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

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3  Holy,  Holy,  Holy  !  Though  the  darkness  hide  Thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man  Thy  glory  may  not  see, 

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In  closer,  dearer  company,  [Thee 

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4  In  hope  that  sends  a  shining  ray 
Far  down  the  future’s  broadening  way; 

In  peace  that  only  Thou  canst  give, 

With  Thee,  O  Master,  let  me  live. 

Rev.  Washington  Gladden. 


2  What  rush  of  alleluias 
Fills  all  the  earth  and  sky ! 

What  ringing  of  a  thousand  harps 
Bespeaks  the  triumph  nigh  ! 

O  day,  for  which  creation 
And  all  its  tribes  were  made ; 

O  joy,  for  all  its  former  woes 
A  thousand  fold  repaid  ! 

3  O  then  what  raptured  greetings 
On  Canaan’s  happy  shore ; 

What  knitting  severed  friendships  up, 
Where  partings  are  no  more ! 


Then  eyes  with  joy  shall  sparkle 
That  brimmed  with  tears  of  late ; 
Orphans  no  longer  fatherless, 

Nor  widows  desolate. 

4  Bring  near  Thy  great  salvation. 

Thou  Lamb  for  sinners  slain  ; 

Fill  up  the  roll  of  Thine  elect, 

Then  take  Thy  power,  and  reign: 
Appear,  Desire  of  nations, 

Thine  exiles  long  for  home ; 

Show  in  the  heaven  Thy  promised  sign; 
Thou  Prince  and  Saviour,  come. 

Dean  Alford, 


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2  As,  of  old,  apostles  heard  it 
By  the  Galilean  lake, 

Turned  from  home  and  toil  and  kindred, 
Leaving  all  for  His  dear  sake. 

3  Jesus  calls  us  from  the  worship 
Of  the  vain  world’s  golden  store, 

From  each  idol  that  would  keep  us, 
Saying,  “  Christian,  love  Me  more.” 


4  In  our  joys  and  in  our  sorrows, 

Days  of  toil  and  hours  of  ease, 

Still  he  calls,  in  cares  and  pleasures, 
“Christian,  love  Me  more  than  these.” 

5  Jesus  calls  us  :  by  Thy  mercies, 
Saviour,  may  we  hear  Thy  call, 

Give  our  hearts  to  Thy  obedience, 
Serve  and  love  Thee  best  of  all. 

Cecil  F.  Alexander. 


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3  Come,  Holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 
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Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne’er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  power. 


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Hence  evermore. 

His  sovereign  majesty 
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Assist  me  to  proclaim, 

To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  Thy  Name. 


4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean, 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 


3  Jesus,  the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease ; 

*Tis  music  in  the  sinner’s  ears, 

’Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


5  He  speaks,  and,  listening  to  His  voice, 
New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 

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2  May  we  Thy  bounties  thus 
As  stewards  true  receive, 

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To  Thee  our  first-fruits  give. 

3  O  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead, 
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4  To  comfort  and  to  bless, 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 


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Is  angels’  work  below. 

5  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring, 

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6  And  we  believe  Thy  word, 
Though  dim  our  faith  may  be, 

Whate’er  for  Thine  we  do,  O  Lord, 
We  do  it  unto  Thee. 

Bishop  William  W.  How. 


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Then  Thy  word  doth  cheer  us  ; 
Word  of  consolation, 

Message  of  salvation. 

3  When  the  storms  are  o’er  us, 
And  dark  clouds  before  us, 
Then  its  light  directeth, 

And  our  way  protecteth. 


4  Word  of  mercy,  giving 
Succor  to  the  living  ; 

Word  of  life,  supplying 
Comfort  to  the  dying  ! 

5  O  that  we,  discerning 
Its  most  holy  learning, 

Lord,  may  love  and  fear  Thee, 
Evermore  be  near  Thee. 

Rev.  Sir  Henry  W.  Baker 


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2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  strayed, 

He  brought  us  to  His  fold  again. 

3  We  are  His  people,  we  His  care, 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 

What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  Thy  Name? 

4  We’ll  crowd  Thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 

Shall  fill  Thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  Thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity  Thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  Thy  truth  must  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


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Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see  ; 

O  Thou,  Who  changest  not,  abide  with  me  ! 

3  I  need  Thy  presence  every  passing  hour  ; 

What  but  Thy  grace  can  foil  the  Tempter’s  power? 

Who,  like  Thyself,  my  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 

Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  O  abide  with  me  ! 

4  I  fear  no  foe,  with  Thee  at  hand  to  bless  ; 

Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness  ; 

Where  is  death’s  sting?  where,  grave,  thy  victory? 

I  triumph  still,  if  Thou  abide  with  me  ! 

5  Hold  Thou  Thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes  ! 

Shine  through  the  gloom,  and  point  me  to  the  skies  ! 
Heaven’s  morning  breaks,  and  earth’s  vain  shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord,  abide  with  me  ! 

Rev.  Henry  Francis  Lyte. 


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2  The  martyr  first,  whose  eagle  eye 
Could  pierce  beyond  the  grave, 

Who  saw  his  Master  in  the  sky, 

And  called  on  Him  to  save  : 

Like  Him,  with  pardon  on  his  tongue 
In  midst  of  mortal  pain, 

He  prayed  for  them  that  did  the  wrong  : 
Who  follows  in  His  train? 

3  A  glorious  band,  the  chosen  few 
On  whom  the  Spirit  came, 

Twelve  valiant  saints,  their  hope  they 
knew, 

And  mocked  the  cross  and  flame  : 


They  met  the  tyrant’s  brandished  steel, 
The  lion’s  gory  mane  ; 

They  bowed  their  necks  the  death  to 
feel : 

Who  follows  in  their  train? 

4  A  noble  army,  men  and  boys, 

The  matron  and  the  maid, 

Around  the  Saviour’s  throne  rejoice, 

In  robes  of  light  arrayed  : 

They  climbed  the  steep  ascent  of  heaven 
Through  peril,  toil,  and  pain  : 

O  God,  to  us  may  grace  be  given 
To  follow  in  their  train. 

Bishop  Reginald  Heber. 


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3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 
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Our  Hope  for  years  to  come, 

Our  Shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  Thy  throne 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure  ; 

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And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

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From  everlasting  Thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 


4  A  thousand  ages  in  Thy  sight 
Are  like  an  evening  gone: 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

5  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 

They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

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Our  Hope  for  years  to  come  ; 

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And  our  eternal  Home. 

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2  “Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismayed; 

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I’ll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee,  and  cause  thee  to  stand. 
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3  “When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 

My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 

The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

4  “The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose, 

I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 

That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 

I’ll  never,  no,  never,  no  never  forsake.” 

“  K  ”  in  Rippon’s  Selection, 


20 


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Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess 
And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and 
length 

Of  Thine  unmeasurable  grace. 


3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wishes 
know, 

Be  everlasting  honors  done 
By  all  the  Church,  through  Christ  His 
Son. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  Love, 

Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 

Who  can  faint,  when  such  a  river 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage ; 

Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord  the  Giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age? 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear 

For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near, 


Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 
Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 
Which  He  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

4  Saviour,  if  of  Zion’s  city 
I,  through  grace,  a  member  am. 

Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 

I  will  glory  in  Thy  Name : 

Fading  is  the  worldling’s  pleasure. 

All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ; 

Solid  joys  and  lasting  treasure 
None  but  Zion’s  children  know. 

Rev,  John  Newton. 


22 


23  BOYLSTON  S.M. 


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We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear. 


24  SWABIA  S.M. 


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4  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free  ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

Rev.  John  Fawcett. 

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23 


25  DENNIS  S.M. 


Ar*\  by  Lowell  Mason. 


2  With  Thee  wben  dawn  comes  in 
And  calls  me  back  to  care, 

Each  day  returning  to  begin 
With  Thee,  my  God,  in  prayer. 

3  With  Thee  when  day  is  done, 
And  evening  calms  the  mind ; 


The  setting  as  the  rising  sun 
With  Thee  my  heart  would  find. 

4  With  Thee,  in  Thee,  by  faith 
Abiding,  I  would  be ; 

By  day,  by  night,  in  life,  in  death, 

I  would  be  still  with  Thee. 

Rev.  James  D.  Burns. 


2  This  is  the  day  of  rest : 

Our  failing  strength  renew  ; 

On  wearv  brain  and  troubled  breast 
Shed  Thou  Thy  freshening  dew. 

3  This  is  the  day  of  peace  : 

Thy  peace  our  spirits  fill : 

Bid  Thou  the  blasts  of  discord  cease, 
The  waves  of  strife  be  still. 


4  This  is  the  day  of  prayer : 

Let  earth  to  heaven  draw  near : 

Lift  up  our  hearts  to  seek  Thee  there ; 
Come  down  to  meet  us  here. 

5  This  is  the  first  of  days  : 

Send  forth  Thy  quickening  breath, 
And  wake  dead  souls  to  love  and  praise, 
O  Vanquisher  of  death  ! 

Rev.  John  Ellerton. 


24 


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But  gav’st  Him  for  a  world  undone, 
And  freely  with  that  Blessed  One 

Thou  givest  all. 

3  Thou  giv’st  the  Spirit’s  holy  dower, 
Spirit  of  life  and  love  and  power, 

A.nd  dost  His  sevenfold  graces  shower 

Upon  us  all. 


4  Whatever,  Lord,  we  lend  to  thee, 
Repaid  a  thousand-fold  will  be  ; 

Then  gladly  we  will  give  to  Thee 

Who  givest  all ; 

5  To  Thee,  from  whom  we  all  derive 
Our  life,  our  gifts,  our  power  to  give ; 
O  may  we  ever  with  Thee  live 

Who  givest  all. 

Bishop  Christopher  Wordsworth. 


25 


27  SICILIAN  MARINERS  8  7  8  7  4  7 


Sicilian  Melody. 


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2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 
For  Thy  gospel’s  joyful  sound  : 
May  the  fruits  of  Thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 
Ever  faithful 

To  the  truth  may  we  be  found  ; 


3  So  that  when  Thy  love  shall  call 
Saviour,  from  the  world  away,  [us, 
Let  no  fear  of  death  appal  us, 

Glad  Thy  summons  to  obey  : 
May  we  ever 

Reign  with  Thee  in  endless  day. 


26 


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2  Grant  us  Thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way  ; 

With  Thee  began,  with  Thee  shall  end  the  day  : 

Guard  Thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from  shame, 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  Thy  Name. 

3  Grant  us  Thy  peace,  Lord,  through  the  coming  night ; 
Turn  Thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light  ; 

From  harm  and  danger  keep  Thy  children  free, 

For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  Thee. 

4  Grant  us  Thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly  life, 

Our  balm  in  sorrow,  and  our  stay  in  strife  ; 

Then,  when  Thy  voice  shall  bid  our  conflict  cease, 

Call  us,  O  Lord,  to  Thine  eternal  peace. 

Rev.  John  Ellerton. 


27 


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No  angel-visitant,  no  opening  skies  ; 

But  take  the  dimness  of  my  soul  away. 

3  Hast  Thou  not  bid  us  love  Thee,  God  and  King? 

All,  all  Thine  own,  soul,  heart,  and  strength,  and  mind ; 
I  see  Thy  cross —  there  teach  my  heart  to  cling  : 

O  let  me  seek  Thee,  and  O  let  me  find. 

4  Teach  me  to  feel  that  Thou  art  always  nigh  ; 

Teach  me  the  struggles  of  the  soul  to  bear, 

To  check  the  rising  doubt,  the  rebel  sigh  ; 

Teach  me  the  patience  of  unanswered  prayer. 

3  Teach  me  to  love  Thee  as  Thine  angels  love, 

One  holy  passion  filling  all  my  frame  ; 

The  baptism  of  the  heaven-descended  Dove, 

My  heart  an  altar,  and  Thy  love  the  flame. 

Rev.  George  Croly. 


28 


30  LEOMINSTER  S*  M*  D. 


George  William  Martin. 


2  My  heart  is  weak  and  poor 
Until  it  master  find  : 

It  has  no  spring  of  action  sure — 

It  varies  with  the  wind  : 

It  cannot  freely  move 
Till  Thou  hast  wrought  its  chain  ; 

Enslave  it  with  Thy  matchless  love, 
And  deathless  it  shall  reign. 

3  My  power  is  faint  and  low 
Till  I  have  learned  to  serve, 

It  wants  the  needed  fire  to  glow, 

It  wants  the  breeze  to  nerve ; 


It  cannot  drive  the  world 
Until  itself  be  driven 
Its  flag  can  only  be  unfurled  [heaven. 
When  Thou  shalt  breathe  from 

4  My  will  is  not  my  own 

Till  Thou  hast  made  it  Thine; 

If  it  would  reach  a  monarch’s  throne 
It  must  its  crown  resign  : 

It  only  stands  unbent 
Amid  the  clashing  strife, 

When  on  Thy  bosom  it  has  leant, 

And  found  in  Thee  its  life. 

George  Matheson. 


29 


31  CALDWX  CED, 


S.  A.  Ward. 


2  A  holy  war  those  servants  wage ; 
Mysteriously  at  strife, 

The  powers  of  heaven  and  hell  engage 
For  more  than  death  or  life. 

Ye  armies  of  the  living  God, 

His  sacramental  host, 

Where  hallowed  footsteps  never  trod 
Take  your  appointed  post ; 

3  Though  few  and  small  and  weak  your 

bands, 

Strong  in  your  Captain’s  strength 
Go  to  the  conquest  of  all  lands ; 

All  must  be  His  at  length. 


Those  spoils  at  His  victorious  feet 
You  shall  rejoice  to  lay, 

And  lay  yourselves,  as  trophies  meet, 
In  His  great  judgment-day. 

4  O  fear  not,  faint  not,  halt  not  now ; 

In  Jesus’  Name  be  strong  ; 

To  Him  shall  all  the  nations  bow. 

And  sing  with  you  this  song  : 

“  Uplifted  are  the  gates  of  brass, 

The  bars  of  iron  yield  ; 

Behold  the  King  of  Glory  pass  ; 

The  cross  hath  won  the  field.” 

James  Montgomery. 


30 


32  MARTYRDOM  CM.(P«to*03.)  Hugh  Wilson. 


2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  Lord  thy  God, 
And  not  forgetful  be 

Of  all  His  gracious  benefits 
He  hath  bestowed  on  thee. 

3  All  thy  iniquities  who  doth 
Most  graciously  forgive  : 

Who  thy  diseases  all  and  pains 
Doth  heal,  and  thee  relieve. 

4  Who  doth  redeem  thy  life,  that  thou 
To  death  mayst  not  go  down, 

Who  thee  with  loving-kindness  doth 
And  tender  mercies  crown. 


5  Who  with  abundance  of  good  things 
Doth  satisfy  thy  mouth  ; 

And  even  as  the  eagle’s  age, 

He  hath  renewed  thy  youth. 

6  For  as  the  heaven  in  its  height 
The  earth  surmounteth  far ; 

So  great  to  those  that  do  Him  fear 
His  tender  mercies  are  : 

7  As  far  as  east  is  distant  from 
The  west,  so  far  hath  He 

From  us  removed,  in  tender  love, 

All  our  iniquity. 


31 


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2  My  soul  He  doth  restore  again  ; 
And  me  to  walk  doth  make 

Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
Ev’n  for  His  own  Name’s  sake. 

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5  Goodness  and  mercy  all  my  life 
Shall  surely  follow  me  ; 

And  in  God’s  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

Scottish  Psalter. 


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Thy  hungering  ones  with  manna  sweet. 

3  O  teach  me,  Lord,  that  I  may  teach 
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Until  my  very  heart  o’erflow 

In  kindling  thought  and  glowing  word, 

Thy  love  to  tell,  Thy  praise  to  show. 

F.  R.  Havergal. 


2  O  may  this  bounteous  God 
Through  all  our  life  be  near  us, 
With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us  ; 
And  keep  us  in  His  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed, 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 
In  this  world  and  the  next. 


3  All  praise  and  thanks  to  God, 
The  Father,  now  be  given, 

The  Son,  and  Him  who  reigns 
With  them  in  highest  heaven, 
The  One  Eternal  God, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore ; 
For  thus  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

Tr.  Catherine  Winkworth. 


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38  EIN*  FESTE  BURG  878766667  Martin  Luther. 


2  Did  we  in  our  own  strength  confide, 
Our  striving  would  be  losing  ; 

Were  not  the  right  man  on  our  side, 

The  man  of  God’s  own  choosing : 

Dost  ask  who  that  may  be  ? 

Christ  Jesus,  it  is  He; 

Lord  Sabaoth  His  Name, 

From  age  to  age  the  same, 

And  He  must  win  the  battle. 

3  And  though  this  world,  with  devils 

filled, 

Should  threaten  to  undo  us  ; 

We  will  not  fear,  for  God  hath  willed 
His  truth  to  triumph  through  us  : 


The  prince  of  darkness  grim, — 

We  tremble  not  for  him  ; 

His  rage  we  can  endure, 

For  lo  !  his  doom  is  sure, 

One  little  word  shall  fell  him. 

4  That  word  above  all  earthly  powers. 
No  thanks  to  them,  abideth  ; 

The  Spirit  and  the  gifts  are  ours 
Through  Him  who  with  us  sideth; 
Let  goods  and  kindred  go, 

This  mortal  life  also  : 

The  body  they  may  kill : 

God’s  truth  abideth  still, 

His  kingdom  is  for  ever. 

Martin  Luther. 


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39  CULFORD  7  7  7  7  D.  Edward  J.  Hopkins. 


2  Take  my  voice,  and  let  me  sing, 
Always,  only,  for  my  King. 

Take  my  lips,  and  let  them  be 
Filled  with  messages  from  Thee. 
Take  my  silver  and  my  gold  ; 

Not  a  mite  would  I  withhold. 

Take  my  intellect,  and  use 
Every  power  as  Thou  shalt  choose. 


3  Take  my  will,  and  make  it  Thine; 
It  shall  be  no  longer  mine. 

Take  my  heart,  it  is  Thine  own; 

It  shall  be  Thy  royal  throne. 

Take  my  love;  my  Lord,  I  pour 
At  Thy  feet  its  treasure-store. 

Take  myself,  and  I  will  be 
Ever,  only,  all  for  Thee. 

Frances  R.  HavergaL 


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2  God  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire. 
With  flaming  zeal  your  breasts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 

And  hush  the  tempests  into  peace. 


3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o’er, 

Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more ; 
Meet  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall ; 
And  crown  our  Jesus  Lord  of  all. 

Rev.  Bourne  H.  Draper. 


2  O  !  let  me  feel  Thee  near  me — 
The  world  is  ever  near ; 

I  see  the  sights  that  dazzle, 

The  tempting  sounds  I  hear. 

My  foes  are  ever  near  me, 
Around  me  and  within  ; 

But,  Jesus,  draw  Thou  nearer, 
And  shield  my  soul  from  sin. 

3  O  Jesus,  Thou  hast  promised 
To  all  who  follow  Thee, 

That  where  Thou  art  in  glory 
There  shall  Thy  servant  be ; 


And,  Jesus,  I  have  promised 
To  serve  Thee  to  the  end  ; 

O,  give  me  grace  to  follow 
My  Master  and  my  Friend  ! 

4  O  let  me  see  Thy  Foot-marks, 
And  in  them  plant  mine  own, 

My  hope  to  follow  duly 
Is  in  Thy  strength  alone. 

O  guide  me,  call  me,  draw  me, 
Uphold  me  to  the  end  ; 

And  then  in  heaven  receive  me, 
My  Saviour  and  my  Friend. 

Rev.  John  E.  Bode. 


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Moves  the  Church  of  God  : 

Brothers,  we  are  treading 
Where  the  saints  have  trod ; 

We  are  not  divided, 

All  one  body  we, 

One  in  hope  and  doctrine, 

One  in  charity. 

Onward,  etc.  • 

3  Crowns  and  thrones  may  perish, 
Kingdoms  rise  and  wane, 

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Gates  of  hell  can  never 


’Gainst  that  Church  prevail ; 

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And  that  cannot  fail. 

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4  Onward,  then,  ye  people, 

Join  our  happy  throng, 

Blend  with  ours  your  voices 
In  the  triumph-song ; 

Glory,  laud,  and  honor 
Unto  Christ  the  King; 

This  through  countless  ages, 

Men  and  angels  sing. 

Onward,  etc. 

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By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved? 

Cease  thy  mourning ! 

Zion  still  is  well  beloved ! 


3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  Himself  appears  thy  Friend; 

All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee; 

Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end; 

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4  Enemies  no  more  shall  trouble ; 

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For  thy  shame  thou  shalt  have  double, 
In  thy  Maker’s  favor  bless’d ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
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Rev.  Thomas  Kelly. 


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Land  of  the  noble  free, 

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Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 
Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom’s  song : 

Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 


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Let  rocks  their  silence  break, 
The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers’  God  to  Thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  Thee  we  sing  ; 

Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom’s  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  Thy  might, 
Great  God,  our  King. 

Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith- 


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2  Fling  out  the  banner  !  angels  bend 
In  anxious  silence  o’er  the  sign, 

And  vainly  seek  to  comprehend 
The  wonder  of  the  love  Divine. 

3  Fling  out  the  banner  !  heathen  lands 
Shall  see  from  far  the  glorious  sight, 

And  nations,  crowding  to  be  born, 
Baptize  their  spirits  in  its  light. 


4  Fling  out  the  banner !  let  it  float 
Skyward  and  seaward,  high  and  wide. 

Our  glory,  only  in  the  cross ; 

Our  only  hope,  the  Crucified ! 

5  Fling  out  the  banner  !  wide  and  high. 
Seaward  and  skyward,  let  it  shine ; 

Nor  skill,  nor  might,  fior  merit  ours ; 
We  conquer  only  in  that  sign. 

Bishop  George  W.  Doane. 


2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 
Blow  soft  o’er  Ceylon’s  isle ; 

Though  every  prospect  pleases, 
And  only  man  is  vile  : 

In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 
The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 

The  heathen  in  his  blindness 
Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Can  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 
With  wisdom  from  on  high, 

Can  we,  to  men  benighted. 

The  lamp  of  life  deny' 


Salvation  !  O  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 

Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah’s  Name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds,  His  story. 
And  you,  ye  waters,  roll, 

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It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole; 

Till  o’er  our  ransomed  nature 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

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And  praises  throng  to  crown  His  head  ; 
His  Name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice ; 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  His  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  His  Name. 


4  Blessings  abound  where’er  He  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

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Peculiar  honors  to  our  King, 

Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 

And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

Rev.  Isaac  Watts. 


2  Forward,  when  in  childhood 
Buds  the  infant  mind  ; 

All  through  youth  and  manhood, 
Not  a  thought  behind  : 

Speed  through  realms  of  nature, 
Climb  the  steps  of  grace ; 

Faint  not,  till  in  glory 
Gleams  our  Father’s  Face. 

Forward,  all  the  life-time, 

Climb  from  height  to  height : 

Till  the  head  be  hoary, 

Till  the  eve  be  light. 

3  Forward,  flock  of  Jesus, 

Salt  of  all  the  earth, 

Till  each  yearning  purpose 
Spring  to  glorious  birth  : 

Sick,  they  ask  for  healing, 

Blind,  they  grope  for  day ; 


Pour  upon  the  nations 
Wisdom’s  loving  ray. 

Forward,  out  of  error, 

Leave  behind  the  night ; 
Forward  through  the  darkness. 
Forward  into  light ! 

4  Glories  upon  glories 
Hath  our  God  prepared, 

By  the  souls  that  love  Him 
One  day  to  be  shared  ; 

Eye  hath  not  beheld  them, 

Ear  hath  never  heard; 

Nor  of  these  hath  uttered 
Thought  or  speech  a  word. 
Forward,  marching  eastward 
Where  the  heaven  is  bright, 
Till  the  veil  be  lifted, 

Till  our  faith  be  sight. 

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Before  the  God  we  love, 

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In  gratitude  above ; 

While  sinners,  now  confessing, 
The  Gospel  call  obey, 

And  seek  the  Saviour’s  blessing, 
A  nation  in  a  day. 


3  Blest  river  of  salvation, 

Pursue  thy  onward  way ; 

Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

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Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

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Rev.  Samuel  F.  Smith. 


5T 


53  WEBB  or  AURELIA  7  6  7  6  D. 

1  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross  ; 

Lift  high  His  royal  banner, 

It  must  not  suffer  loss  : 

From  victory  unto  victory 
His  army  He  shall  lead, 

Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 

Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 
In  this  His  glorious  day  : 

Ye  that  are  men  now  serve  Him 
Against  unnumbered  foes ; 

Let  courage  rise  with  danger, 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

54  WEBB  or  AURELIA  7  6  7  6  D. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord’s  Anointed, 

Great  David’s  greater  Son  ! 

Hail,  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 

He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 

To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 
Upon  the  fruitful  earth  ; 

And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 
Spring  in  His  path  to  birth  ; 

Before  Him  on  the  mountains 
Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go. 

And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

3  Kings  shall  fall  down  before  Him, 
And  gold  and  incense  bring ; 

All  nations  shall  adore  Him, 

His  praise  all  people  sing ; 

55  WEBB  or  AURELIA  7  6  7  6  D. 

1  “  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus,” 

All  creatures  great  and  small, 

Come  ye,  bow  down  before  Him, 

God  shall  be  all  in  all. 

Go,  Christian  men  united, 

Filled  with  compassion,  sing 

The  earth’s  awakening  chorus, 

Peal  forth  •  “  Make  Jesus  King.” 

2  “  The  Gospel  of  the  Kingdom  ” 

Go  teach,  baptize,  to-day 

Let  all  creation  listen  \ 

Before  it  pass  away.  | 


3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
Stand  in  His  strength  alone; 

The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  : 

Put  on  the  gospel  armor, 

Each  piece  put  on  with  prayer ; 

Where  duty  calls  or  danger, 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
The  strife  will  not  be  long  ; 

This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor’s  song  : 

To  him  that  overcometh 
A  crown  of  life  shall  be  ; 

He  with  the  King  of  Glory 
Shall  reign  eternally. 

Rev.  George  Duffield. 


For  He  shall  have  dominion 
O’er  river,  sea,  and  shore, 

Far  as  the  eagle’s  pinion 
Or  dove’s  light  wing  can  soar. 

4  For  Him  shall  prayer  unceasing 
And  daily  vows  ascend  ; 

His  kingdom  still  increasing,  . 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 

The  mountain  dews  shall  nourish 
A  seed  in  weakness  sown, 

Whose  fruit  shall  spread  and  flourish. 
And  shake  like  Lebanon. 

5  O’er  every  foe  victorious, 

He  on  His  throne  shall  rest, 

From  age  to  age  more  glorious, 

All  blessing  and  all-blest : 

The  tide  of  time  shall  never 
His  covenant  remove, 

His  Name  shall  stand  for  ever, — 
That  Name  to  us  is  Love. 

James  Montgomery. 


Those  millions  groping,  longing 
For  peace,  for  pardon  free, 

Tell  them  the  words  of  Jesus, 

Ring  out :  “  Come  unto  Me.” 

3  “  This  generation  calleth,” 

Shall  Christians  not  obey 
Commands  of  Jesus  age-long? 

His  promise  stands  to-day  : 

All  power  to  Me  is  given, 

My  banner  rests  unfurled, 

Lo,  I  am  with  you  alway 
Evangelize  the  world. 

Douglas  M.  Thornton. 

U.  OF  ILL.  LIB. 


56  AURELIA  7  6  7  6  D. 


Samuel  S.  Wesley. 


2  Elect  from  every  nation, 

Yet  one  o’er  all  the  earth, 

Her  charter  of  salvation 
One  Lord,  one  faith,  one  birth  ; 

One  holy  Name  she  blesses, 
Partakes  one  holy  food, 

And  to  one  hope  she  presses, 
With  every  grace  endued. 

3  ’Mid  toil  and  tribulation, 

And  tumult  of  her  war, 

She  waits  the  consummation 
Of  peace  forevermore ; 


Till  with  the  vision  glorious 
Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 

And  the  great  Church  victorious 
Shall  be  the  Church  at  rest. 

4  Yet  she  on  earth  hath  union 
With  God  the  Three  in  One, 

And  mystic  sweet  communion 
With  those  whose  rest  is  won : 

O  happy  ones  and  holy  ! 

Lord,  give  us  grace  that  we, 

Like  them  the  meek  and  lowly, 

On  high  may  dwell  with  Thee. 

Rev.  Samuel  J.  Stone, 


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(Ter  all  the  earth  to  shine. 

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3  It  floateth  like  a  banner 
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Bishop  William  W.  Hew. 


54 


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2  O  Saviour,  whose  almighty  word 
The  winds  and  waves  submissive 

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For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

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Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
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4  O  Trinity  of  love  and  power, 
Our  brethren  shield  in  danger’s 
hour  ; 

F rom  rock  and  tempest,  fire  and  foe, 
Protect  them  wheresoe’er  they  go, 
And  ever  let  there  rise  to  Thee 
Glad  hymns  of  praise  from  land 
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William  Whiting. 


55 


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2  Thou  wast  their  Rock,  their  Fortress,  and  their  Might ; 
Thou,  Lord,  their  Captain  in  the  well-fought  fight  ; 

Thou,  in  the  darkness  drear,  their  one  true  Light.  Alleluia ! 


3  O  may  Thy  soldiers,  faithful,  true,  and  bold, 

Fight  as  the  saints  who  nobly  fought  of  old, 

And  win  with  them  the  victor’s  crown  of  gold.  Alleluia  ! 

4  O  blest  communion,  fellowship  Divine  ! 

We  feebly  struggle,  they  in  glory  shine  ; 

Yet  all  are  one  in  Thee,  for  all  are  Thine.  Alleluia  ! 

4  And  when  the  strife  is  fierce,  the  warfare  long, 

Steals  on  the  ear  the  distant  triumph-song,  v 

And  hearts  are  brave  again,  and  arms  are.  strong.  Alleluia  ! 

Bishop  William  W.  How, 


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And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

3  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
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We’ll  join  the  everlasting  song, 

And  crown  Him  Lord  of  all. 

Rev.  Edward  Perronet. 


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Daily  manna  still  divide  you, 

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3  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 

When  life’s  perils  thick  confound  you, 

Put  His  arms  unfailing  round  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

Till  we  meet,  etc. 

4  God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again, 

Keep  love’s  banner  floating  o’er  you, 

Smite  death’s  threatening  wave  before  you, 

God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again. 

Till  we  meet,  etc. 

Rev,  Jeremiah  E.  Rankin. 


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i  Conquering  kings  their  ti  -  ties  take  From  the  foes  they 

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2  Yes  ;  none  other  name  is  given 
Unto  mortals  under  heaven, 
Which  can  make  the  dead  arise, 
And  exalt  them  to  the  skies. 

3  That  which  Christ  so  hardly 

wrought, 

That  which  He  so  dearly  bought, 
That  salvation,  mortals,  say, 

Will  ye  madly  cast  away  ? 


4  Rather  gladly  for  that  Name 
Bear  the  cross,  endure  the 

shame  ; 

Joyfully  for  Him  to  die, 

Is  not  death,  but  victory. 

5  Jesus,  Who  dost  condescend 
To  be  called  the  sinner’s  Friend, 
Hear  us  as  to  Thee  we  pray, 
Glorying  in  Thy  Name  to-day. 

Paris  Breviary. 


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64  HE  LEADETH  ME 

1  He  leadeth  me  :  oh  blessed  thought ! 

Oh  words  with  heavenly  comfort  fraught ! 
Whate’er  I  do,  where’er  I  be, 

Still  ’tis  God’s  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

Refrain  :  He  leadeth  me,  He  leadeth  me ; 

By  His  own  hand  He  leadeth  me : 

His  faithful  follower  I  would  be, 

For  by  His  hand  He  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes,  ’mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden’s  bowers  bloom, 

Used  by  per.  of  Rev.  Joseph  H.  Gilmore. 

65  I  NEED  THEE  EVERY  HOUR 

1  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

Most  gracious  Lord ; 

No  tender  voice  like  Thine 
Can  peace  afford. 

Refrain  :  I  need  Thee,  O  I  need  Thee, 

Every  hour  I  need  Thee ; 

O  bless  me  now  my  Saviour, — 

I  come  to  Thee. 

2  I  need  Thee  every  hour; 

Stay  Thou  near  by ; 

Temptations  lose  their  power 
When  Thou  art  nigh. — Ref. 

Copyright,  1900,  by  Mary  Runyon  Lowry,  used  by  per. 

66  WHAT  A  FRIEND  WE  HAVE 

1  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus, 

All  our  sins  and  griefs  to  bear ! 

What  a  privilege  to  carry 
Everything  to  God  in  prayer ! 

O  what  peace  we  often  forfeit, 

O  what  needless  pain  we  bear, 

All  because  we  do  not  carry 
Everything  to  God  in  prayer. 

2  Have  we  trials  and  temptations? 

Is  there  trouble  anywhere  ? 

We  should  never  be  discouraged : 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer  ! 

67  ROCK  OF  AGES 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee  ; 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  Thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure, 

Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfil  Thy  law’s  demands ; 

Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 

Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 

All  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 

Thou  must  save,  and  Thou  alone. 

68  IN  THE  CROSS  OF  CHRIST  I 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o’er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 

All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o’ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 

Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  : 

Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 


By  waters  calm,  o’er  troubled  sea, — 

Still  ’tis  His  hand  that  leadeth  me. — Ref. 
Lord,  I  would  clasp  Thy  hand  in  mine, 
or  ever  murmur  nor  repine ; 

Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  ’tis  my  God  that  leadeth  me. — Ref. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
When,  by  Thy  grace,  the  victory’s  won, 

E  en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 

Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me.-REF. 

Rev.  Joseph  H.  Gilmore. 


3  I  need  Thee  every  hour, 

In  joy  or  pain  ; 

Come  quickly,  and  abide. 

Or  life  is  vain. — Ref. 

4  I  need  Thee  every  hour ; 

Teach  me  Thy  will, 

And  Thy  rich  promises 
In  me  fulfil. — Ref. 

5  I  need  thee  every  hour, 

Most  Holy  One ; 

O  make  me  Thine  indeed, 

Thou  blessed  Son. — Ref. 

Annie  8.  Hawks • 

IN  JESUS 

Can  we  find  a  friend  so  faithful, 

Who  will  all  our  sorrows  share  ? 

Jesus  knows  our  every  weakness— 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

3  Are  we  weak  and  heavy  laden, 
Cumbered  with  a  load  of  care? 
Precious  Saviour,  still  our  refuge, — 
Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer. 

Do  thy  friends  despise,  forsake  thee? 

Take  it  to  the  Lord  in  prayer ! 

In  His  arms  He’ll  take  and  shield  thee, 
Thou  wilt  find  a  solace  there. 

Joseph  Scriven . 


3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 

Simply  to  Thy  cross  I  cling  ; 

Naked,  come  to  Thee  for  dress ; 
Helpless,  look  to  Thee  for  grace; 

Foul,  I  to  the  Fountain  fly ; 

Wash  me,  Saviour,  or  I  die. 

4  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 

When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 

See  Thee  on  Thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  Thee. 

Rev.  Augustus  M.  Toplady. 

GLORY 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 
Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 

From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 
By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 

Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

Sir  John  Bowring . 


62 


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69  JESUS,  LOVER  OF  MY  SOUL 

i' Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  Thy  bosom  fly, 

While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 

Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

Oh  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  Thee  I  find  : 

Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 

Just  and  holy  is  Thy  Name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 

False  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 


2  Other  refuge  have  I  none ; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  Thee; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 

All  my  trust  on  Thee  is  stayed  ; 

All  my  help  from  Thee  I  bring; 

Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  Thy  wing. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  Thee  is  found,— 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin  ; 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within ; 

Thou  of  life  the  Fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  Thee ; 

Spring  Thou  up  within  my  heart. 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

Rev.  Charles  Wesley. 


70  MORE  LOVE  TO  THEE,  O  CHRIST 


1  More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

Hear  Thou  the  prayer  I  make 
On  bended  knee ; 

This  is  my  earnest  plea, 

More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved, 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 

Now  Thee  alone  I  seek, 

Give  what  is  best : 

This  all  my  prayer  shall  be, 

More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

71  NEARER,  MY  GOD,  TO  THEE 

1  Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

E’en  though  it  be  a  cross 
That  raisetli  me ; 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 

Darkness  be  over  me, 

My  rest  a  stone  ; 

Yet  in  my  dreams  I’d  be 
Nearer,  my  God.  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven  : 

All  that  Thou  send’st  to  me, 

In  mercy  given ; 

72  MY  JESUS,  I  LOVE  THEE 

1  My  Jesus  I  love  Thee,  I  know  Thou  art 

mine, 

For  Thee  all  the  follies  of  sin  I  resign  ; 

My  gracious  Redeemer,  my  Saviour  art  Thou, 

If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  ’tis  now. 

2  I  lov  e  Thee,  because  Thou  hast  first  loved 

me. 

And  purchased  my  pardon  on  Calvary’s  tree  ; 

I  love  Thee  for  wearing  the  thorns  on  Thy 
brow  ; 

If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  ’tis  now. 

Used  by  per.  of  Baptist  Publication  F'viety* 


3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work, 

Send  grief  and  pain  ; 

Sweet  are  Thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain, 

When  they  can  sing  with  me,— 
More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 
Whisper  Thy  praise  ; 

This  be  the  parting  cry 
My  heart  shall  raise, 

This  still  its  prayer  shall  be, 

More  love,  O  Christ,  to  Thee, 

More  love  to  Thee  ! 

Elizabeth  P.  Prentiss . 

Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

4  Then  with  my  waking  thoughts 
Bright  with  Thy  praise, 

Out  of  my  stony  griefs 
Bethel  I’ll  raise ; 

So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee ! 

5  Or  if  on  joyful  wing 
Cleaving  the  sky, 

Sun,  moon,  and  stars  forgot, 
Upwards  I  fly, 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee, 

Nearer  to  Thee. 

Sarah  F.  Adams. 


3  I  will  love  Thee  in  life,  I  will  love  Thee  in 

death, 

And  praise  Thee  as  long  as  Thou  lendest  me 
breath ; 

And  say  when  the  death-dew  lies  cold  on  my 
brow, 

If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  ’tis  now. 

4  In  mansions  of  glory  and  endless  delight, 
I’ll  ever  adore  Thee  in  heaven  so  bright ; 

I’ll  sing  with  the  glittering  crown  on  my 
brow, 

If  ever  I  loved  Thee,  my  Jesus,  ’tis  now. 

A.  J.  Gordon, 


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Page 


A  mighty  fortress  is  our  God  ...  36 
Abide  with  me:  fast  falls  the  eventide  15 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus’  Name  .  56 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus’  Name  .  57 
All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell .  .  4 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  ev’ry  nerve  6 

Before  Jehovah’s  awful  throne  ...  14 
Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds  ....  22 

Christ  for  the  world  we  sing  ...  44 
Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  .  21 
Come,  Thou  Almighty  King  .  .  .  11 

Conquering  kings  their  titles  take  .  60 

Eternal  Father,  strong  to  save  .  .  54 

Fight  the  good  fight . 33 

Fling  out  the  banner  !  let  it  float  ..  .  47 
For  all  the  saints  who  from  their  .  .  55 

Forward  !  be  our  watchword  ...  48 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies  .  4 

From  Greenland’s  icy  mountains  .  46 


Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken  .  20 
God  be  with  you  till  we  meet  again  .  58 


Hail  to  the  Lord’s  Anointed  ...  51 

He  leadeth  me . 61 

Holy,  Holy,  Holy,  Lord  God  ...  5 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  .  18 
How  sweet  the  Name  of  Jesus  ...  3 

I  need  Thee  every  hour . 61 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory  ...  61 

Jesus  calls  us  o’er  the  tumult  ...  10 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul . 62 

Jesus  shall  reign  where’er  the  sun  .  49 


Lead,  kindly  Light 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  gates  of  brass  29 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  Thy  blessing  .  25 
Lord,  speak  to  me,  that  I  may  speak  35 
Lord,  Thy  word  abideth . 12 


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Make  me  a  captive,  Lord  .  .  .  .  28 

More  love  to  Thee,  O  Christ  ...  62 

My  country,  ’tis  of  thee . 45 

My  Jesus,  I  love  Thee . 62 

Nearer,  my  God,  to  Thee . 62 

Now  thank  we  all  our  God  ....  34 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  .  .  12 

O  Jesus,  I  have  promised  ....  38 
O  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  and  sea  24 
O  Master,  let  me  walk  with  Thee.  .  9 

O  thou  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord  30 
O  where  are  kings  and  empires  now  17 
O  Word  of  God  Incarnate  ....  53 
On  the  mountain’s  top  appearing  .  41 
Onward,  Christian  soldiers  ....  40 
Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  He  breathed  19 
Our  God,  our  Help  in  ages  past  .  .  17 

Praise  God,  from  Whom  all  blessings  4 

Rock  of  Ages . 61 

Saviour,  again  to  Thy  dear  Name  we  26 
Saviour,  sprinkle  many  nations  .  .  43 

Spirit  of  God,  descend  upon  my  .  .  27 

Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus  ...  51 
Still  with  Thee,  O  my  God  ....  23 

Take  my  life,  and  let  it  be  .  .  .  .37 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  .  8 

The  Church’s  one  Foundation  ...  52 
The  Lord’s  my  Shepherd,  I’ll  not  .  31 
The  morning  light  is  breaking  .  .  50 

The  Son  of  God  goes  forth  to  war  .  16 
“  The  whole  wide  world  for  Jesus  ”  .  51 

This  is  the  day  of  light . 22 

Thou,  Whose  almighty  word  ...  42 

We  give  Thee  but  Thine  own  ...  13 
'  What  a  friend  we  have  in  Jesus  .  .  61 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross  .  7 

Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim  .  39 


